Paul Gerard Reed

Call To Arms

I am called to armsA thousand times a dayTo wage this war; And each time I must emerge Victorious and able to sayThat I can take some more; For in this warThere can be no defeatAnd no sabre rattle; Only success countenancedDefeat is unacceptableVictory speech just prattle; Triumph is silentAnd not trumpetedNo medals to pin or braid; Winning just means livingAnd facing another dayPretending to be unafraid